“There is no trouble so great or grave that cannot be diminished by a nice cup of tea.” - Bernard Paul Heroux
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Five times a day, I make tea.
I do this because I like the warmth in my hands, like the feeling of self-directed kindness.
(from Leila Chatti's poem, Tea)
Some may call me a pessimist, but I am not. There is nothing gained from loss.
I drink tea in the shade and believe in poetry. I am a zealot for optimism.
(from Chris Abani's piece, Pilgrimage)
When tea becomes ritual, it takes its place at the heart of our ability to see greatness in small things.
- Muriel Barbery, The Elegance of the Hedgehog
What else is beautiful:
Your hands, at the end of a long day, carrying a cup of tea.
(from Aria Aber's Rilke and I)
I had tea.
I then spent a long time in a bookshop. A quiet evening.
-Virginia Woolf, A Passionate Apprentice
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